11/08/2007 22:59:00

“Do you think that you could maybe ask these questions while you’re NOT on top of me?” I asked, my voice dripping with attitude.

“I suppose that I could. I mean after all, if you’re going to be with me we might as well accommodate each others needs.” He said getting off of me. He sat on the generically patterned couch as I sat up in the bed.

“Whose saying that I am going to be staying with you much longer” I muttered, it wasn’t a question and I was getting out of here, even if I had to kill this man.

“Oh come now, I do, and after all isn’t that how kidnappings work? I’m the kidnapper so I make the rules, you’re the kidnapped you abide by them!” He said enjoying his role. I glared at him with as much hate as I could muster. Again I could feel my heart beat racing.

“Aw that’s cute. I make your heart race!” He said laughing.

My eyes widened. “What do you mean, the only thing you make me even feel like doing is throwing up” I spat at him. His expression changed instantaneously.

“What kind of monster are you? I mean what kind of creep kidnaps some one? Other than a pedophile or rapist” I said beginning to rant. I had to be the chattiest hostage ever! Also the one with the biggest mouth. After all he was only human.

“Well to tell you the truth, the type of monster I am is a vampire” He said folding his hands waiting for my reaction.

“Oh really? Join one of the many clubs, so what cult do you belong to? The crazy kidnapping vampire wanna be’s?” I said ridiculing him.

I could see him flex his jaw in distaste. “Actually I really am a vampire, if you’d like I could prove it to you.” He said rising from his seat on the ugly couch. “Oh right, what are you going to do? Drink my blood?” I said in a mocking way. He took a few steps closer and I scooted back to the back board. “Actually I don’t think that they would mind if I took a taste” He smirked. He began to crawl across the bed towards me. I lifted my foot to kick him in the face, but he caught it and pinned it to the bed. His face was but an inch from mine and I was trembling. WHAT AM I GONNA DO!? CRAP, CRAP, CRAP!!! REMEMBER BLAKE EVERYTHING IS A WEAPON IF SWUNG HARD ENOUGH! His face moved down to my neck and I could feel his lips graze across my neck. And as strange as it sounds it felt good. Like I was being treated like a delicate thing. And just when I thought that I was being treated delicately I could feel his teeth scrape on my neck that’s when I snapped my hand reached out onto the desk and I grabbed the lamp I pulled it out of the socket and made contact with his shoulder before he grabbed my wrist and twisted it so that I had to drop the lamp.

“Silly rabbit, trix are for kids” He whispered. I slightly whimpered. Which I could tell was a bad idea. He enjoyed my fear. He relished in the fact that he had won. I couldn’t fight anymore, I was defeated. I sunk back and he leaned in as if to kiss my neck but there was no tenderness this time. I could feel his cold breath on my neck. Maybe he was a vampire, maybe I was defeated. But I wouldn’t go down with out a fight! I shrank back lower and slipped further below him and whimpered more. The sick thing wasn’t even noticing what I was doing. When I was low enough and he couldn’t see anything but my neck . I grunted and swung one of my legs up and made contact with his neck. He was knocked off balance enough for me to slip out from underneath him. I ran for the door and when I opened it I ran into yet another persons chest. I began pushing and shoving the person. “Go run! We have to get out of here!” I yelled. I looked at the person in the eyes and saw that his face was just as pale as the man who had just tried to ‘taste’ me.

“No, no, no, no” I whined.

“Marcus, you really shouldn’t have pulled that stunt” the man said to the recovering ‘vampire’

“What do you mean what stunt? We were just having some, fun” He said rubbing his neck and smirking at me. I glared at the two men. I put one foot forward and then raised up my fists, I was ready to pounce at either one of them. They both looked at me and laughed. The new man grabbed one of my wrists and spun me around. He trapped both of my hands in one of his. His hand was like a ice cold metal clasp around my wrists. I kicked at him wildly like a child kicking at there parent at a department store.

“You had better behave or else we’ll have to find a replacement” The man said.

“And you had better let me go or who ever you guys are working for will be looking for two new psychopaths!” My bravado growing with my anger.

“Oh yes you did choose a good one, too bad you wont get a taste” The man walking out of the room me still trapped in his one hand.

“What do you mean!?” Marcus said confused. “I brought him here and had to deal with his crap, I should be able to have a taste!” He whined.

“Because you know as well as I that no one can have any tastes until he has been properly pre-paired!” The man hissed at Marcus.

“Pre-paired for what!? And there will be no tasting of any kind!” I said tugging at the hands that trapped me, the men just ignored me and continued to drag me down the hallway. When we finally reached the parking lot my wrists were throbbing from all the stress that they had under gone. “If you guys are gonna keep me trapped can you at least be a bit more accommodating!?” I yelled getting their attention.

“Sure” The new man said he let go of my wrists but before I could even think to run he swept me up.

“Up for some more traveling?” The man asked, not expecting an answer he took off running again.